If Javid was present, he would be scared to death, because the red-haired woman kneeling behind Elena was his favorite concubine and the person he trusted the most.
While asking Princess Layla to rub her skin with a cotton ball, Elena asked lazyly:
"Xian'er, when will that grandpa be taking action?"
"Tomorrow, when the gate of the palace opens as usual."
"What other supporters did he find?"
"It seems that the high priest was also moved by him, Queen."
The woman replied with a smile, curling her pale fingers with a strand of fiery red hair.
"But support should be after he succeeds. In fact, most of his supporters are like this, or those people just support the winners, but he can't see clearly. He thinks he has a lot of clusters."
The woman shrugged.
"He has always been so naive."
Elena smiled with satisfaction. When Xerxes handed her this set of women's intelligence network five years ago, Elena was still a little overwhelmed, but soon she discovered that she had almost all the secrets of all the senior officials and nobles of the empire.
If she wants, she can kill any official or noble immediately.
"Then he must not be in his home tonight?"
"Yes, he has been in the barracks since the morning, and only forbidden any servants to disclose."
"Since that's the case, you don't have to go back. I will give you a new identity, the identity of a noble lady, and will also introduce a promising Immortal Army officer to you..."
Layla subconsciously turned her head, her expression was a little nervous, and the woman in the black veil lowered her eyes and ordered.
"...... He is a centurion, very young but very sincere. He will be a good husband. The wanderers have the skills to restore you to your virginity. You don't have to worry about your husband's suspicion. Go to your own life. This is what you deserve. If there is no need in the future, I will never summon you again."
"Thank you Queen."
Lara breathed a sigh of relief, and the red-haired woman stood up and retreated.
Elena raised her head back and looked at the ceiling. The woman in black veil had already put the comb aside and was drying and coiling her hair.
"Lella, Nadia, you all like Captain Kylo Vanguard, right?"
Neither princess answered, and Layla, whose face was red, sank half of her face into the water, while Nadia sat on the edge of the bathtub and was silent.
"But now he only has endless hatred for the green skin. That hatred has penetrated into his bones and souls. Before eliminating this hatred, it is unlikely that he will plan for himself. And... As noble princesses, your marriage is decided by your brother. Although Your Majesty values Captain Kelo, he may not have done that, because he is always unwilling to be His Majesty's subject, and perhaps he will leave after the war is over and return to that infinite sea of stars to be his free wanderer."
Elena opened her eyes and glanced at the two princesses from both sides.
"I hope you have some thoughts in your heart."
The next morning, Elena summoned the ministers as usual to handle the matters reported on the day. Until noon, she also summoned the military chiefs to discuss the subsequent troops, logistics supplies and recruit training as arranged.
"Now the main green skins are gathering in the Red Mountains, which is what we want."
Elena stood in front of a huge map, painstakingly streaked with ink and filled with impressive details.
“If they spread around, then the areas we need to defend will increase.”
She said, raising her hand to sweep over a part of the map.
"Having them concentrated, rather than running around is the basic strategy formulated by His Majesty."
The seventy-year-old Imperial Army general across the table patted the map gently.
"These mountains around the Acropolis form a natural pocket, and green skins pour in. The more attacks, the more orcs will be attracted to pursue the battle they desire, which is their nature."
"Every time we beat them back, it's like pouring water into a leaking bucket."
Elena said and nodded again.
"So to really solve the problem, we must first plug that hole instead of pouring more water, but we can't do it now, and your Majesty should have such a solution."
"Queen, I'm sorry, where did Your Majesty go?"
"His Majesty--"
"He is a coward! He abandoned his empire!"
A familiar voice sounded outside the hall accompanied by a chaotic noise, and Elena frowned in disgust.
"Who is guarding the door?"
At this time, the door of the hall was opened, and several people grinned and strode in, their boots creaking on the delicate tiles.
Elena glanced at the others who were still outside. Several eunuchs were already lying in pools of blood, and more were fighting rebels wearing various armors, including the garrison troops in the capital, the Knights of the Red Flame, and some fancy-dressed noble private soldiers.
The eunuchs tried to stop them, but they were not large enough.
"Javid! Are you going to rebel?"
The army general was so angry that he gritted his teeth, while Elena had no expression on his face. The remaining eunuch guards in the hall quickly stood around her.
"Oh, come together, okay!"
Javid walked in, glanced at everyone, and stared at Elena in gorgeous clothes with unconcealed lust.
There were others behind him, all the nobles in the capital, and Javid's pugs, sniffing around the leftovers on his dining table, and whenever possible he would seize every opportunity to flatter.
"This is the Forbidden Palace, Grand Duke Javid."
There was no panic on Elena's face, only infinite calmness.
"Please forgive me, Queen Elena, I have always longed for a close look at your beauty."
Javid glanced at her side, and the nobles next to her laughed obscenely.
"I want to talk to you alone."
"Bastard! Javid! Do you know what nonsense you are talking about? Mazda's sacred fire will burn your dirty tongue!"
The old ministers around immediately scolded him, but more of them hid quietly.
Elena sighed.
"I wanted to resolve these matters only after the war ended. His Majesty still had a little sympathy for you."
A nobleman walked out, his nose as sharp as a spear, with big eyes glaring on his bird's nest-like beard, and his armor seemed to be almost unable to cover his chest hair. Then he raised an arm to point at her.
And the words he roared next almost made Elena vomit.
"Xerxes is not worthy of becoming the king of all kings! He also has no bloodline of the previous king at all! He is just a monster! A disaster star!"